Fruits of our labor
Today we thinned out the beets. We had two sizes–itty bitty embryonic beets, and almost-beet-sized beets. We ate the mess of embryonic beets, cooked with their greens, and it was yummy. Tomorrow or the next day, we will eat the almost-beet-sized beets.
Sunday, OmegaDad made homemade peach ice cream, brownies, and bread. Saturday, he brought home two pints of the best blueberries I’ve had in ages. It’s been a few days of eatin’ around here!
ETA: Oh! I forgot! Today was the anniversary of the first moon landing. I don’t remember it very well, but do remember watching it at my grandmother’s house down in Jacksonville. We were telling the dotter about it, and she kept asking, “He was the first man ever to walk on the moon?! EVER?!” Then she asked who was the first woman to walk on the moon. We said no woman has ever walked on the moon. Now she wants to be the first. Anyway, in honor of this occasion (warning: language, but quite appropriately inappropriate!):
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